Tuesday, December 14, 2010
I love these chocolate haystacks that we had as growing up, I remember helping my mom make them and they would really only be made over the Christmas holiday. As I was making them tonight H yelled out "I know what you're making, they are sooooo good, you're making extra for us right?". And I also made some chocolate covered pretzels.
I am excited to have some tomorrow, hopefully we are able to package some up before we eat them all.
Saturday, November 27, 2010
Friday, November 26, 2010
I got the joy of serving Thanksgiving dinner, a week before the holiday I had realized I didn't have anything bought yet. I got it all bought and was working on cleaning the house then. I know it's family but I need to be able to feel comfortable in my house if we will have everyone over, clean is the only way. It was not the cleanest but survivable.
The night before I was working on cleaning when I get the call from my sister, "Hey, you coming over to help tonight?", yes that's right I forgot about the race day packets and helping with the race. If I didn't have enough to do already, but we made it over to help after we got the boy's room cleaned. We worked on the packets got them done and had to head home and worked on cleaning more. My wonderful young son saw me getting more stressed and was willing to work on cleaning so I could prep food for the next day. He cleaned until 2 in the morning with me prepping food. I must tell you I was never more proud of him then him stepping up to help me out, I love these moments when I see what a wonderful young man he is becoming. I let him sleep in as long as he needed the next morning while I got the turkey and food cooking. I want to thank my sister for letting me get out of helping on race day (I promise next time I will be more prepared) so I could finish cooking and cleaning.
Usually my dad comes over and gets the turkey prepped and in the roaster the night before but he didn't come down this year. I woke up and was getting it ready. I remembered to wash it off and the the innards bag pulled out and the neck. While I was covering it in homemade rosemary butter I was looking at it and wondering first, which was the breast side and second where were the drumsticks because don't they normally stick out? I got all confused and didn't know what I was doing so I went to the back of the turkey. Oh wait there is the drumsticks tied up with a plastic thing. Yes, I realize I am not a cook by nature but come on I should have credit for taking the bag and neck out.
I am sure it is easier to remove the plastic from the turkey if it is not all buttered up and in a roaster but why would I make things easy on myself. The turkey was not done in time, when we pulled it out it was still not cooked all the way, I felt that I had ruined it all but they all made me feel better about it (yep I over react and still I wonder where the boy gets it from).
My family usually never eats my stuffing/dressing (call it what you will I call it stuffing) and H will usually eat it with me. This year just to please us two we decided we would upgrade Stove Top, we added in fresh onions, celery and dried cranberries. We did use half a package of bread chunks too, but my family gobbled up the whole pan! Who knew!
I appreciate my mom for bringing me a bottle of wine, it was wonderful.
Then we were watching tv going through ads and talking, we got all worked up because of an actor on the tv and who he was and what he was in. It was all good fun though. I couldn't have asked for a better day.
The boy will not be here for Christmas, he will be celebrating Chanukkah (harmonica according to the boy)with his father and step family. H said they say a prayer all the time and his dad says he does not need to say a prayer because he is Christian but that he should try anyway, I let him know that a prayer comes from your heart and it doesn't matter who you are praying to as long as it comes from your heart so he can pray with them to share their holiday.
Sunday, November 21, 2010
One of the few things I get to do as a working mother is find the time to go on field trips with the boy and his class. This was one part of a two part trip that was taken about 3 months ago, I just have not had anytime to blog about it. The boy loves learning about history and politics but our non-religious side came out as we were pulling up to the state capital, "mom, that's the temple." It took the remainder of the time explaining to him the difference between a temple and a capital building.
Our first stop was to the knock off Liberty Bell, yes it has the crack and all. They allowed the children to touch and "ring" the bell, the ring is in quotes because they rang it by just hitting it with their hands, with close to 30 children it made some noise.
Then we made our way to the representative room, they took us to the upstairs and sat us in seats. The old woman who was our guide, bless her heart, wanted only questions about the room itself because she could answer those, but the kids were not interested in that at all they wanted to ask about the rules and laws. The actually thought this was the court itself but we finally got them to understand this is where they make the laws.
Then there was the "gold" room, I really didn't get to hear much about this room because one little, young man decided to throw some attitude (ratatouille style) and got pulled out into the hall. We spent the remainder of the time fighting with each other.
But the view was great!
We got a class picture on the stairs, can you find H?
There he is with a mean smile because he and his mom were fighting.
I am just reminded of our parent-teacher conference though and H had to write a story about what has been bothering him, his was not of the weather or peer pressure or anything as interesting as that, no his was about his mean mother. What has been bothering him is I have taken away video games from him for a very long time because he has not earned them back yet, he has not liked this very much. So he said how this bothers him that I have grounded him but at the very end he let me know that he knows that I still love him even if he is grounded for it. What more could a mother ask?
Sunday, October 10, 2010
Hopefully we get it all done and then the boy will be just as happy as mom.
Monday, September 20, 2010
Knowing that he wanted to go to the fair and honestly not going with my family I was really not wanting to go there this year without them, I gave the boy the option of going to Boondocks or to the fair. He excitedly wanted Boondocks.
We went to Costco and got discounted passes and made our way there (I know me at Costco on a Saturday, yikes, but I survived).
It started off really fun, he wanted to do miniature golf first. Of course he got all annoyed because I was beating him so then I had to pull the "oops guess some how I have lost my skills at playing mini golf just so my son is happy today" trick and quickly he started liking the game again.
He got to go to the smaller track to race, he wanted to do the bigger one but he is still about 8 inches too small. While standing in line there were two boys that were being very obnoxious and then they started to beat each other up, I had to step in to break them up because I guess their parents were no where to be found to stop them from fighting. When it was finally their turn to race H was with them, the reason why this story is significant is because H finally passed them after he got on stuck on the course and there was a small part of me that was really rooting him on.
We then went to the arcade, of course, it is like his favorite part of going to places like this is playing whatever he can. The problem with him being an only child and having me as a single parent is I don't necessarily just let him win, I just get to the point where I really don't care to win so I let him win frequently. This is bad, very bad. Why is it bad???? Well because when he does start to lose he gets extremely upset and frustrated and "the game totally cheats" attitude comes out. He was so upset that I almost made us leave at this point but I decided I wanted to drive one of the go carts first so I would give him the chance to chill out before then.
As we get in line for the go carts where I would drive he would ride, if did everything I could to get him to cheer up... guess what it worked. I was rather proud of myself because I don't normally succeed, picture below for proof.
We got to ride and I chicken out of letting step on the gas from the get go but I think we did pretty good of catching up to everyone and we even passed quite a few. He enjoyed every minute of it.
Last time we were at Boondocks my experience on the bumper boats was less than desirable, I was ready to scream at one kid and I actually think I did, but I had the boy convince me to get on this time. He was so ready to take me down.
He was so happy I got so wet, he tried to hide back his smile. I enjoyed it this time, even if I still got soaking wet from other punk kids, including my own this time.
And don't forget prizes, he was so happy to get this inflatable hammer and yes it squeaks (oh joy for me)...
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
Monday, September 13, 2010
I love to help out with his classes when I can, I don't get to do as much as I want because I have some serious deadlines at work but when I can make it work out I try as much as I can because when I show up to class for him H treats me completely different and even though I know he loves me I know he really shows it while I am there to help out. I am not sure if it is boasting that he has a parent to come in to help or what but it makes me a proud mother on one cute and adoring little boy when I am there.
When I showed up I was talking to the teacher and she had made mention that CommonsCents were not going to donate the Icees this year but she had gone in and begged them to reconsider, so an extra special thanks to Mrs. G and to CommonCents for making this happen especially with many companies making many cutbacks for such things. The kids LOVED this, they had so much fun.
The three boys in the middle are the terrible three as I call them now. Garrett, Hunter and Travis. Garrett has been friends with Hunter for years now, they have gone to the same day care and school since before kindergarten. Travis is a new friend of Hunter's who has just moved into our complex, he is a pretty good kid. Hunter makes friends so easy and many of them call him his best friend, but between Travis and Garrett I totally am sensing some strong competition for Hunter's attention, but he does a good job of mellowing them out in the end so it makes me proud of him.
Sunday, September 12, 2010
First, avoid the toilet paper/paper towel aisles or you will need to check behind every one to find him.
Of course sometimes his "hiding" is not as good as he would like to think, but most parents know how that goes.
Second, avoid going towards the pillow sections, he will literally sit there until you go to find him and then he can't even get out by himself, you have to help him up.
And last but not least, avoid shoe shopping unless you want him wearing the booty socks the whole time, but really who can a void such a cute boy?
Saturday, September 11, 2010
9/11 happened in the same year he was born, he was just 8 months old and I was riding the bus on the way to work. On the back seat I had a walkman, not an iPod, and I was listening to my radio station I normally do on the way to work. I couldn't believe a word I was hearing, I cried the whole way, not much work got done in our office that day.
I have not been one that has wanted to have a family for a number of different reasons, listening to everything happening only reminded me why I didn't want to have children because it is hard for me to even think today on how we can live in a world with such tragedy, but I have learned to find the good in things, I struggle still with this but usually the best moments with my son help to remember what is right in the world.
There are many different heroes, some step up in the heat of the moment and others are heroes by choice. We just want to offer a wonderful thanks to any and all heroes but most importantly we want to make sure that any heroes that have fallen in duty your bravery is forever rewarded in our hearts.
Friday, September 10, 2010
Usually most of the chores are the ones that I had when I was younger growing up and hate to do even to this day. One of these chores is helping me to load the dishwasher, he is in charge of the silverware. No way he could screw this up and it was always the most tedious part of the dishes that I hated.
Now what urks me the most is I have done this for years and years but I never thought of what he has decided to do. When he puts the silverware in the dishwasher he sorts them out in the basket.
Why oh why have I never thought of this growing up and even in my adulthood? So a chore that took me 3 times as long as him now only takes him a matter of a minute at most to grab the clean silverware out of the basket and put them into the drawer. I tell you I don't know if I like my son being smarter than myself.
How fair is this that he has taken just moments to figure this out and I never have? I forget that he does this so when I have him do his chores before he can play and it takes such a short amount of time I just get more annoyed with myself.
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
School has started, my little one is now in 4th grade. He loves it, I don't know how we are going to pass because homework means serious business in this class. Wow, he has had so many punches (aka demerits) because we have not signed something or turned it in on time. I guess we will only learn as we go.
My favorite thing overheard at the first day of school after the teacher described Fun Friday's and what fun things they usually do "This is going to be the best year ever!", more power to you teach for getting them to say that.
My other favorite thing so far is a homework assignment that H had, a questionnaire about his name, it goes like this...
Why did your parents choose your name?
It was the only name they could agree on. (this is a very true statement)
If you were named after someone, who was it?
Isaac is my dad's Jewish name. (again true)
What nicknames do you have, and how did you get them?
Hunt from Garrett. (I have never heard him call this and part of the reason why I agreed to Hunter was because you couldn't shorten it)
Do you like your name? Why or why not?
Yes cause it's a good name. (glad he likes his name)
If you could choose another name, would you, and what would it be?
If I got tired of Hunter it would be Officer. (is this because you could choose it as a profession? I love the way his little mind works)
Saturday, August 7, 2010
That brings us to the stalking ant (not aunt) that H found. Yes, according to him it is Mr. Ant's wife (an ant he caught and tried to keep back home, he did so for about two months). I asked how he knew it was her and I was told he knows what the ant looks like. Sorry Mary lady bugs have nothing on ants.
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
Monday, July 19, 2010
Anyway, while I have been waiting I decided to come up with a list of my top 10 favorite movies, not necessarily of all time but what I could think of. An all time list would be considerably longer as well as it would take more time than I have to think to analyze the list. I order from least to the best...
10- Okay really I couldn't think of a the 10th one, but really having a top 9 list doesn't have the same ring to it.
9- As Good As It Gets - Loved this movie probably more than I should have, but I am sure that a major part was the company that was there when I got to see it.
8- Girls Just Want to Have Fun - Seriously fell in love with Sarah Jessica Parker in this movie and it had Helen Hunt. Great time, made me jealous and I wish I could dance but I live through movies and other people's lives.
7- Dreamworks How to Train a Dragon - I loved this movie, not sure what it was that made me like it so much but I am seriously glad me and the boy go to go and see it. It has become his passion, although short lived, for a while.
6- Lilo and Stitch - Really another good one, of course because it is based in Hawaii (even if cartoon), but I really liked the story line. Even though it was a sister and sister relationship I love letting H know that even that we are broken we are still good. And he loves to tell me where my madness level it, let's me know to bring it down a notch.
5- A Few Good Men - I don't really like military/army type movies and such but there is something about this movie I just love and don't mind seeing over and over. I remember when my brother was running for student body council and we made posters quoting this movie (bad words taken out).
4- Dark Knight - I know it was rather dark but really this was one of the best Batman movies (sorry it may be in my eyes only but I feel it) ever. I think what puts it in this list though is Heath Ledger's performance, I miss the guy and the Joker will never be the same if played by someone else.
3- The Hangover - Of course Bradley Cooper playing in it all hottie and GQed up that really helps but I laughed through the whole thing, great, great movie.
2- The Devil Wears Prada - I love Ann Hathaway, she is great. I really never in a million years thought I would like this movie. I even protested it for the longest time. It came on tv once and I decided what would that hurt? LOVED it, I have watched more times than one person should (really I should own a copy but no I don't) but it is a great movie.
1- Star Trek - This is probably the only other movie that I love more than The Devil Wears Prada. I was trying to pinpoint a favorite part in this movie but really I couldn't and just dubbed the whole movie my favorite. I can watch this again and again. Of course I don't because I would have to devote time to watch the whole movie just because it is so good I can't pause it or anything. Maybe with *stupid* Tivo and *stupid* Comcast being a pain in my side I should start watching all of my movies.
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
Saturday, July 3, 2010
So one of my first memories of staying up late is when I was sick and I got to go downstairs and watch tv with my mom and dad when I was a young child. I remember that being one of the coolest things ever because I got to be alone with my parents and I got to watch their tv shows.
I remember that they were watching of the many "Nightmare on Elm Street" movies and I feel in love with them. I don't remember being scared of them and I know my love for all things scary grew from there.
I think horror movies are great, most of them have no effect on me really. Every once in a while I do have one that spooks me just enough that I have this feeling in the pit of my stomach but it has never stopped me from watching them. Usually it is the more real ones that get me (sorry you are running as fast as you can from a guy who is walking with a limp, not real, your going to out run them), one in particular that I always recall as actually scaring me is "When a Stranger Calls Back".
I would hope that my son would share in my obsession, but alas he has fallen into the others category who get too scared so you can't watch them (sorry more choose not to watch them). But I can only hope it is a phase and he will out grow that and join in watching them with me later in life. If I want to see them now I have to wait up late and watch while he is sleeping.
The picture is of my leg and the boy and us staying up late at our new house. We are in the bean bag (kind of miss that gigantic thing I should clean up and pull it out of storage). I miss those pajama pants they are what I was wearing when I went into labor with H. They recently had to retire because they just fell apart. Good times growing up.
Monday, June 28, 2010
Because of these great memories I remember loving Seattle and wanting to share the experience with H. We went to their zoo and can I just say Hogle Zoo does not even compare to any zoo I have been to outside of the state, I actually cringe to go there and see them caged up and only wish that they will work on making it a better experience. I should go back because I know they have made some improvements but really I know they are nothing like anything I have seen so far.
H LOVED the Space Needle. We walked there from our hotel, it was quite a long walk but I remember having to explain to him why there were people sleeping on the street. I forget how sheltered we are and more importantly how much my little boy will need to grow up to know these things. We hit the Children's museum and there was a little carnival thing next door and everything.
Well at the zoo they had a bird exhibit, this is another one of my favorite pictures. He loved having the birds fly up to him. It was great. I hope to take him back again.
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
The boy has a very hard time just allowing a natural picture, if he knows a camera is on him he hams it up for you. But he is still cute none the less. I like to have pictures of us together. It doesn't happen that often but it I love it when they do.
Monday, June 21, 2010
Monday, June 7, 2010
After we took the picture we were laughing so hard we forgot to keep cleaning, but the thought of cleaning was there at the beginning for a few moments. Oh well, we tried.
Sunday, June 6, 2010
He was oh so excited to build a catapult, he said it would make him be a real viking. During this class it was more successful than the Mother's Day Trellis that we tried to complete. The whole time we made it he asked if he could catapult an egg. I finally agreed, it was not very successful, then we tried to give it some height, he finally just decided to catapult it with his hand and it finally cracked. But it was lots of fun none the less.